Gozo’s new Jedi
As a tourist to Gozo in the early days, baked mid-brown with a dash of lobster, I was surprised to […]
The Chef is not my wife
Well, what d’ya know? For nearly three years The Significant Other and I have enjoyed the Gharb Rangers Bar’s hospitality, whether
Phoenician drinking habits
It’s a speck of an island, hardly visible on a map of the Med, yet Gozo’s history runs deep: just
The Busman’s Holiday
Definition of ‘a busman’s holiday’: a form of recreation in which one does something very similar to what one does
The wonders of the weather
Gozo is a wonderland: whilst Lewis Carroll’s Alice wouldn’t recognise its terrain she surely would feel at home here. It
Keeping an eye on Gozo
Tucked away on the side of St George’s Basilica in Gozo’s Victoria I have just discovered a museum I must
Gozo’s pomskizillious Citadel
A couple of weeks ago we caught up with some good friends over a Cisk in Xerri’s*, watching the evening roll
Open Water Certification
The Mediterranean island of Gozo crams a huge amount of geological interest into its pocket-sized landmass from the smooth space-age
Reflecting upon Science in the Citadel
Last weekend The Significant Other and I went to the ‘Science in the Citadel’ event in Gozo’s Victoria. In this
Valletta: a Mediterranean fortress bathed in winter sun
Less than thirty miles from Gharb as the crow flies (though if you don’t have wings you’ll need to take
Gozo’s story book beach
When The Boys were small, we had a children’s book (The Runaway Dinner by Allan Ahlberg) in which, unobtrusively in the backdrop
Taking our fancy
Gozo is a drop of gold and green which, with its cut-out cliff edges, could be a piece of paradise
The heart, the head and the feet
Ask anyone who has ever been to the Maltese Islands and, whether they’re young or old, they’ll wax lyrical. There
